A Song of Ascents. Of David. O Jehovah, my heart is not proud, nor have my eyes been lofty; nor have I walked in great things, and not in things too wonderful for me.
And it will be, when the Lord has broken off all His work in Mount Zion and in Jerusalem, I will call to account on him the fruit of the greatness of heart of the king of Assyria, and on the glory of his high eyes.
Behold, the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, shall lop off the bough of terror, and ones being high in height shall be cut down, and the proud ones shall be humbled.
And I will visit evil on the world, and their iniquity on the wicked ones. And I will cause the arrogance of the proud ones to cease; and I will humble the pride of tyrants.
For that day is to the Lord Jehovah of Hosts, a day of vengeance to avenge Himself of His foes. And the sword shall devour, and be sated, and made drunk with their blood, for a sacrifice is to the Lord Jehovah of Hosts in the north country by the river Euphrates.
Now I, Nebuchadnezzar, praise and exalt and honor the King of Heaven, for all His works are truth, and His ways are justice. And He is able to humble those who walk in pride.
So thus says Jehovah: Behold, I am plotting an evil against this family, from which you shall not remove your necks from there; and you shall not go exalted, for it is an evil time.
In that day you shall not be ashamed from all your doings in which you have transgressed against Me. For then I will take away those who rejoice in your pride out of your midst, and you shall not again be exalted any more in My holy mountain.
For, behold, the day is coming, burning like a fire pot; and all the arrogant and every doer of wickedness will be chaff. And the coming day will set them ablaze, says Jehovah of Hosts, which will not leave root or branches to them.